Oh.

The twisting thing inside Fili's chest melted away, turning into something sweeter, something softer. He wanted to laugh in relief, to pull back and hug Kili until they both couldn't breathe anymore but a tiny part of him was afraid that if he ended their kiss now, so would this moment.

Then they would joke about it and brush it off and pretend it never happened and Fili didn't want that.

So he reached up with one hand, burying it in Kili's hair, returning the pressure more boldy now that Kili hadn't pushed him away, was repsonding instead.

It felt almost lazy, here in the sun and on the grass and with his brother so close. It was soft in ways Fili didn't know how to fully describe but it made his heart beat wildly against his chest.

It felt better than coming home had ever felt before.

Kili let himself be pulled closer, finally sliding his own arm carefully against Fili's chest and lowered his weight on his brother after his arms started to tremble so much that he would faceplant on him and that would definately ruin the moment.

Fili's lips were chapped and soft, pulling small noises of satisfaction between his own lips, his brother's bodywarmth radiating against himself.

He had never felt anything like this before, something so good, so clear, and he wondered idly why they hadn't done this before. He hesistantelly nipped on Fili's lower lip, soothing the possible sting with the tip of his tongue.

In hindsight, Fili really should have known that this had been it. He had been lost to his brother ever since Kili had happily babbled his name, had smiled and reached for him. He'd taken one look at Kili and lost his heart. And all those days wondering why his brother always got a smile out of him no matter how exhausted or sad he was…

It had been so simple but Fili had been too blind to see it.

With a soft, breathy noise that left Fili worried that it would ruin this moment, the dwarf let his brother soothe the little nip before returning it with one of his own.

Finally, sick of their position that was uncomfortable for them both, Fili wrapped both of his arms around Kili as he lowered himself back on the ground, frowning when the kiss broke.

Fili opened his eyes, breathing unstable as he looked up at his brother. He felt jittery and undone but if Kili's face was anything to go by he felt quite the same way.

Kili opened his eyes when Fili lowered them fully on the grass and the kiss broke, and he stared right in his brother's eyes panting softly for breath. It hadn't been a long or demanding kiss, but it was enough to make him go breathless.

He felt a bang of uncertainity go through him, would Fili regret it, would he be pushed away? Maybe Fili would think it was a mistake or brush it off laughing, saying that they needed to find themselves some lass's to spend the night with. The thought made Kili's stomach go cold, heart clenching painfully.

Kili hadn't realized how much he had needed this, wanted his brother this way and if it was wrong the he didn't want to be right. "Fili…I-I…" He licked his lips nervously, fingers playing in his brother's hair.

Courage, a tiny voice in the back of Fili's head whispered even as his stomach cramped painfully.

Kili didn't look very happy right now, rather nervous. It was like soothing a startled and bitten dog into some semblance of calm. For a couple of heartbeats, Fili wasn't sure what to do. Did his brother regret the kiss? Should he laugh it off and simply let it all go? Or let Kili know that the kiss had been far from an accident, had been a desire instead?

In the end, it was Kili's fingers in his hair which made Fili breathe out through his nose and gently rub his thumbs against Kili's neck.

"…I do not regret this, brother. Do you?"

Fili's words made the heavy weight from Kili's heart disappear completely, a hopeful, nearly shy smile appearing on his lips. "I do not regret it…" He said quietly, watching his brother's braids slip between his fingers. "In fact, I wouldn't mind it to happen more often." He added as an afterthought, grin splitting his lips.

Fili let his head fall back and laughed, staring up at the clear blue sky. This was not how he had imagined the day to go and yet he was glad, happier than he had been for quite some time.

"Is that an idea or a promise, Kili?"

With a sudden movement, Fili placed his hands on Kili's shoulder and pushed at his brother until they were both able to sit up. Pleased with himself, Fili moved his hands to rest on Kili's back.

"Because I would be more receptive to the latter."

Kili held onto Fili's shoulders when he moved them around till they were both sitting, Fili on the ground and Kili on his lap, his brother's hand a reassuring weight on his back.

"Maybe it is." Kili smiled correcting one of the braids that had loosened during their practice, clipping it shut with the bead.

Fili chuckled at his brother's obsession with his hair and let Kili play with it as he pleased. Instead, he pressed his fingers against Kili's back and began massaging the spots his fingers could reach.

"Any bruises that need immediate attention?"

"No bruises that hard." Kili replied with a satisfied hum, arching against Fili's fingers. "What about you? Old enough to break your bones already?" He teased eyes twinkling playfully, finally releasing his hold of Fili's hair.

Fili paused, reaching back to press his fingers against the bruise on his back. It did hurt but it was nothing that wouldn't heal over time. That and they were dwarves, made to be more robust than Men. A puny bruise like that was something they laughed at.

"No, I'm quite alright. And in a nice position, too. How do you like yours, Kili?"

Kili lifted an eyebrow, shifting on his place on Fili's lap slowly, nearly teasingly before humming. "I'd say I love my position right now." He drawled out with a teasing smile, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

"Well then, brother," Fili said cheekily before pushing Kili back abruptly. Quickly, he got up and took a couple of steps towards the door, stopping only to glance over his shoulder.

"I believe this means I win."

Kili laughed standing up and brushng his hands against his knees, running after his brother and jumping on his back. "Only because you turned the game dirty." He whispered the word against Fili's ear before smirking and sinking his teeth on the soft ear lobe sucking on it.

Fili's breath caught in his throat and a soft, half-pained, half-approving noise escaped him before he caught Kili's legs and hoisted him up higher onto his back.

"I didn't hear you complain about dirty games less than a few moments ago." A lazy smile graced Fili's lips as he tilted his head to the side and marched into the house.

Kili laughed softly, sliding his arms around Fili's neck to keep himself up, head resting against Fili's soft hair and he inhaled deeply heart fluttering in his chest.

"Hey…Fili? What are we going to do now?" He asked softly, worrying his lower lip between his teeth.

"Now? Now we should discuss why I still carry you around on my back despite the fact that you're taller than I am. And growing heavier by the week. How much of that is sweets and how much of that is muscle, brother?" The mirth in Fili's voice softened before he took a deep breath and walked into the kitchen, setting Kili down again. "…honestly? I don't know. But I don't want to lose this. Not so soon. Not ever, preferably."

"Most of it is muscle, don't even pretend that you don't enjoy carrying me like you used to." Kili smiled sliding down from Fili's back, looking at him with an unsure smile. "I don't want to lose it either. It…I feel belonging when I'm with you…complete." He murmured silently.

"Then I see no reason to not… let this go on." Fili reached up and ruffled Kili's hair affectionately before disappearing into the larder to return with two apples. "It never feels right when you're not around."

"What will mother say?" Kili asked accepting the apple taking a huge bite of it. "She has sharp eyes like an eagle, she will notice it at some point."

"We should tell her," Fili reasoned, looking thoughtful. There was the possibility that it would end in disappointment, her sons picking each other instead of someone else, instead of continuing the line. Instead of finding someone to have 'right' relationship with.

But she would also be disappointed if she approved and had to find out by herself. Disappointed in her sons for not trusting her with this.

Sighing, Fili took a bite out of his apple.

"You're right." Kili said throwing the core of the apple in the bin, brushing his hands together. He felt nervous, like he was going to walk to their mother and confess he was the one who broke the window.

There was a fear in his mind that their mother would force them apart, but he knew that wouldn't happen. "So this….us. It's forever?"

"I would hope so." Because the thought that this was only temporary, a game and nothing else would break his heart. He was young, he knew, too young to know real love, according to the older dwarves. They would probably call them both foolish but Fili couldn't have cared less.

"I want to stay by your side."

"Then we'll stay by eachother:" Kili smiled wrapping his arms around Fili's waist, head resting against his shoulder. "No matter what anyone says. It's you and me."

"Us against the world?" Fili laughed before pressing his lips against Kili's temple. "Could get used to that. Especially you being as cuddly and clingy as a young puppy."

"You're comparing me to something cute and fluffy again." Kili pouted revenging it with a rather hard nip on his brother's neck. "It's only because…you know, I'm allowed to do this. Allowed to touch you like this."

He kissed the spot he bit softly, closing his eyes smiling. He was filled with warmth and happiness, feeling really whole for the first time in his life.

"Perhaps if you stopped acting like something cute and fluffy I would stop comparing you to cute and fluffy animals." With a short roll of his eyes, Fili wrapped his arms around Kili, amused by his brothers nipping and kissing. "Are you trying to claim me?" The question was said only half jokingly.

"I'm not cute and fluffy, I'm dangerous." Kili growled silently, holding Fili tighter against himself with a smile. "And maybe. At least others would know you belong to someone…especially that girl from the tavern." Kili murmured moving his lips lower on Fili's shoulder, brushing the fabric of his tunic away to show off more of the skin, starting to suck a mark on it.

The feeling tickled for a second and Fili smothered what would have been an embarrassing chuckle behind his hand. Then the feeling changed into something else and slowly, redness started to creep into his cheeks. He knew the mark would be plainly visible if there was a sudden gust of wind or someone moved it.

It only made the heat simmer worse.

Grinning, Fili tugged at Kili's hair until he'd detached his stubborn brother from his neck before leaning in, pushing dark hair aside. Now, to find a good spot…

Kili whined when Fili pulled him away from the mark he had been making, a flah of satisfaction going through him as he saw the deep purple bruise spread on his brother's neck.

The next moment he gasped silently in surprise feeling Fili's hand move his hair exposing his neck and that alone was enough to make Kili's heart kickstart. He tilted his neck to the other side, exposing more of the skin for his brother.

Fili reached up and ran a thumb over his brother's skin before leaning and pressing a light kiss against the spot just below Kili's ear. Then he trailed his lips lower before gently nipping at the skin, starting to sucking at it once he was sure this was the right spot.

Kili's fingers fisted on Fili's tunic, his head falling backwards with a low whimper as his brother started marking his neck. His fingers wound tightly in the fabric, feelig like his knees would give out any moment and cursed silenty from being so weak for him.

Once Fili was sure the mark was dark enough, violet enough for him to be satisfied with, he pulled back. With some admiration shining in his eyes, he trailed a finger over the mark.

Then, without ceremony but with a cheeky grin, he lifted the hand still holding the apple and pushed it against Kili's mouth. Kili laughed against the apple, biting down on it and pulling the piece in his mouth grinning at Fili. "So juicy…like honey, as sweet," He murmured wiping his lips with his thumb slowly.

That had certainly not gone as planned. Quirking an eyebrow at the display, Fili tried to ignore the heat creeping up his neck and took his own bite out of the apple to distract himself. "…no, honey is certainly better than this. But close enough." He would start rambling any time now, trying to keep his mind from wandering into a certain direction.

Kili chuckled, lifting an eyebrow before pursing his lips thoughtfully. "I have to agree, I rather enjoy the taste of honey on my tongue…or when you can lick it from the spoon. It's so warm and thick." He licked his lips as if he was thinking of it at that moment, eyes twinkling challenging at his brother.

Fili raised his eyes towards the ceiling, quietly asking Mahal for patience and control. They were supposed to be strong, unbendable but Kili always felt like the fire of the forges, hot enough to make any metal yield. "Perhaps we should buy some for mother later, you know she enjoys it just as much."

Kili grinned licking the tip of his finger. "I do enjoy licking it from my fingers though…the spoons give it a woody taste." He murmured locking his eyes with his brother.

Fili breathed in.

Then breathed out.

And growled, tugging Kili closer with an irritated expression on his face. "You are a terrible, terrible being, Kili." He had tried, Mahal forgive him, he really had.

Kili laughed softly when Fili pulled him close, obviously pleased that he had managed to crawl under his brother's skin. "You love every second of it." He whispered with a soft, teasing growl. "I'm sure…brother…that you would like some honey yourself.."

The heat crawling up Fili's neck was reaching his face by now. With a soft growl, he tucked his face against the side of Kili's neck. "The apple has served me well so far." He didn't want to make it too easy for Kili after all, no games before the conquest was boring.

"Are you sure?" Kili practically purred, knowing he was playing with fire but was determined to see what Fili's limit would be before he'd snap. He leant forward, his breath tickling his brother's ear. "Because just think about it….think of how it'll taste, how it'll feel between your fingers or on the tip of your tongue, sliding down your throat…."

Fili would probably later deny that the noise spilling past his lips was anything like a whimper. His fingers were twisting almost painfully in Kili's clothes as he tried to hold on, to keep clinging to brittle control.

But Kili's words…

With an exhausted but sharp breath, Fili smashed his lips against Kili's, wincing slightly because he had been in no way gentle. But his brother was being a little cocktease, talking about things he couldn't possibly understand— or perhaps understood too well?

And because I'm a huge tease again, I'll end it here~ Reviews are welcomed :3